Showdown: Hanba is hiding in my house

Chapter 101 Wine Pot Fox Immortal

"Shall we continue to chase?" Mai Meng looked at senior brother Shen Lang.

Shen Lang held the cloth head tightly in his hand, he knew that if the evil spirit was allowed to escape again today, he would not know how many things it could do in one night.

Although it is said that those ungrateful people deserve to die, but if they are killed like this, a wronged soul will be completely destroyed.

When a necromancer has tasted the sorrow of too many people's death, it is not far from the road to complete blackening.

No one knows what the wight will become if it degenerates further.

Now that he still has self-awareness, Shen Lang only wants to have one idea, and that is to save him.

"Chasing, Wangcai has already remembered its taste, we just need to chase after it." Shen Lang said, he looked at his junior sister, "You go down the mountain immediately, and get rid of those who used to be related to the old village chief. Gather together, I'm afraid it also knows that it is being hunted down, people are crazy when they are at the end of the road, and ghosts are the same."

"Okay!" Mai Meng nodded solemnly.

Shen Lang said again: "Wait a minute..."

"Ok?"

"Be careful, if you encounter it, don't be tough." Shen Lang said.

Mai Meng smiled, nodded and rushed to the village with her silly girl.

And Shen Lang continued to ask Wangcai to track the scent of the zombie. Sure enough, Wangcai is a ghost dog, and his sensitivity to evil spirits and corpse spirits is stronger than props such as a corpse search plate.

Of course, Shen Lang didn't have a mortuary tray, the old man once had one, and he didn't know how to make one, and the only one was given by the mortician from the former Northern School.

Shen Lang's mother is a northern sect exorcist, but like Shen Lang's father, she is very resistant to learning the art of exorcising corpses, so the couple can get together.

And the morticians of the Northern School are more or less related to him.

On a hill, Wangcai stopped, and Shen Lang felt a lot of unfriendly eyes around him.

These are not the eyes of "people", but all kinds of ghosts and monsters.

Wangcai seemed to understand his master's thoughts, he took a deep breath, and let out a bark that resounded through the valley.

In an instant, the surroundings immediately became quiet, and Wangcai continued to chase.

Shen Lang turned his head sharply, but found that there were still a few shadows of lonely ghosts following behind him, but he didn't care, because those shadows had no evil intentions, so he threatened not to fight.

It must be known that he is not weak now, and some small mountain spirits and wild monsters have to be dealt with personally, which would delay the big event too much.

At this time, the moon was already hanging high, and it was the time when the yang energy was the deepest at night. This was the first big moon hanging in the sky like a silver plate.

Shen Lang lit a talisman. After the talisman burned, a piece of white ash was left in his palm.

"Ride the wind to blow away the ashes of life and death, and draw the soul back to safety! Show!"

With an order, the white ash was blown onto the ground, and a series of footprints appeared on the ground, Shen Lang sneered: "It really is here!"

After that, he raised his leg and chased after him.

Wangcai followed closely behind, because it was afraid of the moonlight, it walked in a zigzag shape, constantly bouncing back and forth among the shadows of trees.

When the road reached the end, Shen Lang had already found a dilapidated thatched house.

Shen Lang suddenly remembered that when eating, the old people once said that the mountain here is called Jiuhu Mountain, and a strange thing happened about decades ago.

Probably during the period of the Republic of China, there was a hunter named Zhou Tong who lost his father in his early years and was brought up by his mother. He loved playing in the mountains since he was a child, so he followed his master to start a hunter business when he grew up.

His luck is not bad, he can always hit some big goods every now and then, and sell them in the market in exchange for some rice, flour, grain and oil. The mother and son make a living by this, although they are not well-off, they can get by.

Unexpectedly, in the 30s, a once-in-a-century drought came. This drought swept through Yehua Village in an instant, and all the grass and trees in the mountains withered, not to mention prey, even ants and bugs. Less than half of previous years.

Zhou Tong wandered around the mountain for two days and two nights without seeing even a ghost. In the end, he had no choice but to return empty-handed.

Seeing that the food stock at home had bottomed out, and his mother was seriously ill again, Zhou Tong knew he had to do something, but the drought had just passed, and there were still very few birds and animals in the mountains, so he had to bring some dry food to the deep mountains.

The deep mountain Zhou Tong is going to is called Jiuhu Mountain, which is the mountain where Shen Lang is now. It is named for its shape like a wine pot. Going alone, it is said that there is a thousand-year-old fox fairy living in the mountain, and all the birds and beasts on the mountain are under her control. If she offends her, she will pay a heavy price, so the nearby hunters dare not go to Jiuhu Mountain to offend even if they can't hunt prey. .

Zhou Tong still went up the mountain bravely. Unexpectedly, he got lost on the first day of going up the mountain. Seeing that the sun was setting and the going up the mountain was getting colder and colder, he planned to find a cave to stay overnight, but after searching for a long time, there was nothing but the woods. It was still a forest, but in the end he had no choice but to choose a century-old tree and climb up to spend the night.

Climbing to the tree, Zhou Tong simply ate a few mouthfuls of dry food and was about to go to bed. When he turned his head, he suddenly saw a thatched hut not far to the east, and the light was still on in the hut.

After about a stick of incense, Zhou Tong came to the door of the thatched hut. He stingyly shouted, saying that he came to go hunting in the mountains, got lost accidentally, and wanted to spend the night here.

After a while, the door creaked open, and it was an old woman who opened the door. Although this old woman moved slowly, she was definitely not an ordinary person from her attire.

Zhou Tong bowed deeply and came to the woman's house to spend the night, but seeing that the woman's house was bare and poorer than his own, he reluctantly gave the old woman some hares he had brought.

The old woman did not refuse, but a strange thing happened, because when Zhou Tong woke up the next day, he found himself at the entrance of the village, and then a wild boar cub appeared in the distance. Zhou Tong took the wild boar home and bought a sum of money. , and then healed the mother.

After his mother recovered from his illness, Zhou Tong often went to Jiuhu Mountain, but then his luck seemed to improve. Every time he met a big guy, he lived a prosperous life, married a daughter-in-law, and gave birth to two children. son.

Shen Lang looked at the porter in front of him, wondering if this is the legendary hut?

But the footprints disappeared at the door of the house, that is to say, the evil spirit might have entered the house.

Wangcai was barking at the house continuously, as if he was facing an enemy.

And Shen Lang was not idle, and immediately walked over, but before knocking on the door, the door opened automatically.

A stench came out from the crack of the door, which made Shen Lang frown.

Shen Lang subconsciously took out the ghost baton, while Wangcai crouched on the side, ready to attack.

(End of this chapter)